The blue water is rippling, the willows on the shore are as new as new, and there are more people gathered on both sides of the strait to watch the excitement.

Huang Anxin was very remorseful, and when he saw Xiao Shiyi Langjun speaking for himself, he couldn't help but look at him.

Shu Ange wanted to kick Huang An down, but when he heard him shouting Eleven Langjun, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Zhan.

No matter what the relationship is, the two are always brothers, as the saying goes, they are inseparable, and she is always not too self-assertive.

Xiao Zhan ignored Xiao Shiyilang, nodded at Shu Ange and said, "Kick him off the boat, teach him a lesson, and stop this matter." ”

After getting his words, Shu Ange kicked Huang An's waist, secretly exerted force, and kicked him into the river.

At this step, I'm afraid Huang An will be half a year younger, and he has no intention of coveting beauty.

Huang An had severe pain in his waist and abdomen, and he was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he was fluttering wildly in the water. Just now, his doglegs who had just climbed onto the boat went to fish him out in a panic, for fear that something would happen to him.

Shu Ange tapped the side of the boat, flew across the water, and returned to Xiao Zhan's side, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, Xiao Jiulang's eyebrows are picturesque, and his demeanor is like jade, which makes Mingzhu Ji ashamed."

The delicate female voice floated with the sound of the wind and the water. Shu Ange frowned and looked over, only to see a woman with fluttering red sleeves and a magnificent appearance standing next to Eleven Langjun.

Mingzhu Ji Sheng's curling Tingting, without the charm of powder, her waist is unbearable, Liru Begonia cage dawn, broken jade-like two rows of Hao teeth, lining her more beautiful and graceful.

On the painting boat, she bit her cherry lip lightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes lingered on Xiao Zhan, looking at him stupidly, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Xiao Shiyi Langjun pretended to be jealous, and sighed with the fan in his hand: "Brother Jiu is really good, Mingzhu Ji's eyes are above the top, but now he favors Brother Jiu." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several powder-faced gentlemen around him laughed and echoed.

"Xiao Jiulang is even more beautiful than Mingzhu Ji, it seems that the title of Jiankang's first beauty is about to change hands."

Huan Ying stood behind the person, and suddenly such a sentence appeared, causing a burst of laughter. He felt that he had a long face in front of Eleven Langjun, and he was very complacent in his heart.

Mingzhu Ji was tender and tender, and invited shyly: "If Jiulang doesn't like the posture of a concubine, please board the ship." ”

But any man with some blood will not feel proud when he is compared to a girl.

Xiao Zhan's face was gloomy all the time, and he didn't reply, and those people couldn't help but be a little surprised, and they were afraid of offending Jiulang, so they didn't dare to lead in this direction again.

It was Huan Ying, who wanted to shine in front of Eleven Langjun, and when he saw Shu Ange, he said loudly: "Farewell to Muyang, Liu Lang's demeanor is better than in the past, and now he is accompanied by nobles, I don't know if I still remember Huan Ying." ”

Shu Ange was fighting for Xiao Zhan in his heart, and when he heard Huan Ying's repeated provocations, he couldn't help but rush back: "When Liu first arrived in Jiankang, he dared to ask where Lang Jun's mansion was?" ”

When she was in Muyang, Huan Ying made a statement to humiliate her, and later spread rumors about seeds, creating a series of troubles for her.

If it weren't for Huan Ying's study tour, Shu Ange would definitely return his revenge for humiliation and assassination. Who knew that the road was narrow, and after arriving in Jiankang, he reappeared.

Huan Ying didn't expect that Shu Ange didn't give him any face, and directly sneered, feeling ashamed and annoyed in his heart and was about to speak, but was stopped by Eleven Langjun.

"Brother Jiu, this person next to you is very raw, and he looks extraordinary, I don't know which Langjun it is?"

Xiao Zhan was really tired of Xiao Shiyilang, and he was secretly calculating him, but he wanted to pretend to be a brother and a friend, and he was too lazy to be perfunctory.

I'm afraid that Yunyang's identity has been found out as early as the first day he returned to Jiankang.

"Yunyang, it's a lot noisy here, it's better to go ashore."

"But it's up to the prince's arrangement."

The two of them asked and answered, ignoring Eleven Langjun and the others.

Mingzhu Ji was completely ignored, and tears appeared in her eyes, teaching people not to pity, but she couldn't exchange Xiao Zhan's moment of review.

Xiao Shiyi Lang watched the boatman shake the wooden oars, and the boat sailed to the shore dock, the smile in his eyes gradually sank, but the smile on his lips did not fall.

"Xiao Jiulang is really too arrogant, fortunately, the Eleventh Lang Jun will be in charge of the Xiao family in the future, and it is really a good vision to protect the country."

Someone took the opportunity to praise Xiao Shiyi Langjun, but he just waved his hand and signaled the other party not to mention the matter, but did not refute it.

Mingzhu Ji is as tender as water, and she asks everyone to return to the boat. After sitting for a while, Eleven Langjun left first on the grounds that he was worried that his brother would blame him.

After Eleven Langjun left, Mingzhu Ji was good at dancing with long sleeves, coaxing everyone to be happy, and praised Xiao Shiyi Lang in his speech, and complained about Xiao Jiulang.

After the wine was hot, there were still people who were obsessed with it and said blasphemous words to Xiao Jiulang.

Mingzhu Ji just listened with a smile, poured wine and tea with her slender hand, silently wrote down the words of Langjun, and reported it to Eleven Langjun in the future.

After Shu Ange and Xiao Zhan were disturbed by Yaxing, they left the East Lake and walked aimlessly in a carriage.

In the car, Shu Ange thought of her previous plan and asked, "Ah Zhan, do you have a grange in Jiankang?" ”

Xiao Zhan took Shu Ange to Jiankang, originally wanting her to spend a happy birthday, but he didn't expect that Bisheng was disturbed by a group of laypeople.

He was sullen in his heart, and when he heard Shu Ange's question, he cheered up slightly: "I have a grange and a field under my name, mostly in the Luzhou area. There are only 20 acres of fertile land and 100 acres of medium fields around Jiankang. ”

Xiao Zhan's understatement made Shu Ange speechless, there are not many fields and one or two hundred acres, so his field in Luzhou is thousands of acres.

Shu Ange finally understood why the people in this era were not happy, because a noble child like Xiao Zhan had been accumulating fields since he was born.

"Ah Zhan, do you know how much is the yield per mu of good land and how much is the yield per mu of Zhongtian?"

If this question is asked to other nobles, I am afraid that it will only be exchanged for a contemptuous white eye.

After all, in this era, the aristocracy used farming and labor as lowly labor, and their fingers did not touch the spring water, and they were obsessed with the wind and snow, and who would pay attention to their very dirty farming.

However, Xiao Zhan loves to read and covers a wide range of topics, pays attention to the suffering of the lower classes, and also understands the output of the grange under his name.

Whenever the year is bad and there is a famine, Xiao Zhan will also exempt the tenant farmers of the grange under his name from paying taxes.

Because of his generosity, the tenant farmers in the village were not only loyal, never lazy in farming, but also had a higher yield per mu than elsewhere.

Xiao Zhan didn't think about it either, and replied directly: "The high-grade field yields ten stones per mu, and the middle field produces about five to six stones. ”

After he finished speaking, he thought that Shu Ange would not be untargeted, and added: "The yield of the grange under my name is one or two stones higher than that of most of today's granges." ”

Shu Ange kept the yield per mu in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's still early, don't go to the countryside to oil once." Yunyang has a little experience in farming, and he may be able to give some pointers. ”

(Meow meow, Merry Christmas!) ）